Southern Cross

作曲 : Jason Webley

Hey, do you know where you're going?

Have you noticed its snowing?

Although it is June?

They said your weakness was showing

That your rapture was growing

Just a little too soon

But under these mountains, the nights and the shadows grow long

The stars up above you feel wrong

This is not your sky

Pray to a strange constellation

Thank God for your isolation

This forever goodbye

Dawn throws its light on the covers

In this bed there's another

Asleep at your side

Gone, the embrace of a lover

And the fire you discovered

Already has died

Her body recoils as your hand goes to touch her again

She's a temple that won't let you in

At her side you're alone

On her back is the same constellation

Confirming your alienation

No, this flesh is not home

You carry a vague conviction

This life rose from an eviction

Out of your homeland

True but it's also addiction

To this soft crucifixion

Under these foreign hands

And like all Christs before you, you kneel down beneath the night sky

To look into your father's eyes

And only feel lost

Crucified to a strange constellation

A new king awaits coronation

But there will be no great revelation

Your journey is your destination

Discomfort could be your salvation

Here under the Southern Cross